More Reedy Lake

 There's not much water left in the lake now - it took me an hour to track this down, plus some serious mud walking. I had no idea there were ibis in the picture until I got home; this shot is really a tribute to my little handheld camera and its lens. I shot this at ISO 800 at 1/1200 to reduce the shake of the long lens (20x zoom, whatever that translates into in the old-fashioned measurement...not much meaningful, I don't think).

I'm pretty much in the middle of the reserve here.

 Footprints - of what though? OK, the birds are probably ibis, just on the basis of how many there are around, but's what's this other thing? Kangaroo footprints have toes; well that's what I've mainly seen.

Very windy - a pity you can't photograph the sound of the wind though. Great for walking, because it keeps the flies at home.

 It's hard to believe the above photo was taken less than 20 meters away from this one. Within a very small area the variety of vegetation patterns is amazing. The range of vegetation - the big stuff at least - isn't amazing, but its responses to invisible changes in the environment is. Presumably there are slight differences in depth of underground water and/or salt and/or soil compaction.

 More footprints.

A dog, I'm thinking.

I can't decide if this is an unexpected memorial - believe me, it's a long way from anywhere - or a signpost. Really, they both seem about equally likely. The wood is arrow-shaped.

 Old fence posts, presumably left over from the days when farmers could get grazing licences for Reedy Lake. That stopped in the 1960's, more or less.

 Surface rainwater left over from Wednesday's storm. This is actually the periphery of the lake, with farmland close by.

 Looking back across two reed barriers, then into paddock/grazing/farm land.

 It looks dry, but this is very soft. The picture illustrates the apparently arbitrary clumps of reed variety.

One section of today's walk was covered with these purple wildflowers - the strong light has rather bleached the picture, but the couple in my shadow give something of the idea. This section of the lake, again, much nearer the middle than the side, was unlike any other section, with completely different ground covers, no soil cracking - I can't say no reeds, 'cos you can see the reedlings; but anyway, very few.